From Dance to Love

I love to dance. No matter what kind of dance. Modern dance, Traditional dance, hip hop or ballet Nut I learn it by myself. Searching videos from YouTube, download it and learn. That’s how my dance practice. But now, I learn to dance because for one reason. The boy I liked loves to dance. Called him DongWoo. He’s cute, kind, care person. He has a pair of black eyes, a med spike hair and white tone skin. He loves to play basketball and dancing. DongWoo’s world is dancing and Basketball.

            I forget to introduce myself. My name is JiYoon. Hyon, JiYoon. I have a pair of dark brown eyes, a wavy black short hair. I loves to reading, writing, listen to the music and dancing of course. He is my reason. I loves to see him from far. Look at DongWoo’s smile and laugh make me smile and laugh too. He is a potion! Love potion. His serious face or funny face, I really love it ! I think I’m really in love. Imagine like I’m falling from the sky and fall into a deep blue sea. A deep sea. Swimming with colour fishes. Looking for rainbow coral and I’ll find the peace. Here I am, in the fake imagination.

                        Fake imagination, fake expressions and real emotion. I want to tell him what do I feel. What ‘falling-in-love’ felt. But why I cant ? When I meet or talking to DongWoo, my mouth close with 10 locks. I can’t tell him. I can’t tell DongWoo. He is a kind, good listener and nice person. If I tell him, what will he says ? He’s going to hate or ignoring me. I can not lose DongWoo. He is my friend, best friend, and the boy who I liked. Maybe I’ll hurt, but we are still friends. I will understand if we still friend and my heart is hurt. I REALLY can understand.

I hope we will still friend, DongWoo. I know you’ll never accept me, but if we can be friend, I’ll understand. If I smile, sorry its fake. If I laugh, sorry if my heart still crying. DongWoo, I really like you.  I love you, te amo, je t'aime, ti amo, vasim vas, eu te amo, ich liebe dich, ik hou van je, they all have the same mean. But I can’t tell you. Because I will know your answer without I ask.

                        And now, It’s too late. You’re ignoring me now. I’m really sorry DongWoo. I’m sorry. Maybe I don’t your reason to ignore me. But please, if it my fault, I’m sorry. I hope you’ll accept my sorry. I really mean it. But please listen to me first.

            “I love you, and I hope you do. I’m sorry if my feeling disturb you. I’m really sorry. I’m not a witch or mind reader that know everything. I’m really want you to know. And I hope you will do the same thing”


Sorry for grammatical error :)